The Ghost King's White-Haired Bride

My name is Lin Yao.

I was born cursed. The day I was born, I brought about my parents’ deaths.

For nineteen years, the whole village treated me like a plague, an ill omen, a filthy breathing thing not even worth a second glance.

Only my grandmother was willing to shield me.

But when she died, my hair turned white overnight.

I became a true orphan, and the disaster they said had to be driven out.

Afraid the ancient locust tree at the village entrance, which had gained a spirit, would bring disaster upon them, they claimed that before she died, my grandmother had made a deal with the tree using me as payment.

Now that Grandma was gone, it was my turn to pay the debt.

Not a single person pitied me.

Not a single person tried to stop them.

They all felt perfectly justified in tying me to that tree and sacrificing me alive.

The world despised me, abandoned me, feared me. They all wanted me dead.

There was not an inch of ground in this world where I could stand.

The tree my grandmother had knelt before all her life,

would it swallow me whole, or…

would it make an exception and protect me for once?